Ma er sathe

Amar baba mara jaoar somoy amar boyesh 10. Ekmatro sontan silam ami temni dada-dadir ekmatro sontan silo amar baba. Ekmatro sontan k sthabor osthabor sob kisu likhe dilen dada. Ma k bie kore ghore anar por babao mar preme pagol hoye sobkichui tar name likhe dilo baba.
Baba jokhon mara jay tokhon mar boyesh silo 29. Somosto sompotti mar nam-e hoay dada-dadi tader vobishyat nie khub utkonthay porlen. Edike mar tokhon vora jaobon. Ashe-pasher onek valo ghorer lokera ma k bie korar jonno uthe pore laglo. Dada amar abong tader vobishyat nie khub chintai pore gelen.
Ekdin dadi ma ar ghore eshe tar hate bier angti porie dilen. Mar moner obostha khub kharap thakay se eta nie kono kotha bollo na. Sedin e ghore bier utsober moto suru hoye gelo. Tarpor mak nie bier pirite bosano holo. Dada ese amar notun nam rekhe gelen. Dadi ese notun kapor parie dilen.
Amak bosano holo onno ekta ghore. Kaji ese mak jiggesh korlen omuker sathe apnar biete raji thakle bolun kobul. Ma tinbar kobul bole fello. Edike amio tinbar kobul bollam. Ma jane oporichito ek loker sathe tar bie hoyese. Ar ami esob kisui bujhi na. hoye gelo ma ar sathe amar biye.
Basor ghore amak dhukie deya holo ai bole, “jao, ekhon theke ma er sathe ghumabe”. Ma ghumta die matha nichu kore bose silo. Onekkhon darie thekhe jokhon deklam ma kono sara ney tokhon dak dilam
–ma!
–hmm. tumi? amar lokkhi baba tumi kothay sile saradin?(ei bole amak jorie dhorlo)
Ami take sobkichu bollam. Ao bollam j amar notun nam ki rakha hoese. Amar notun nam suney ma jeno dom atke, chokh boro boro kor takie roilo. Ektu por akash patal venge kanna. Dadi ese onek bujhalen ma er kanna thamena. Pore aste aste sobkichu soye alo sobar. Amio bujhte suru korlam ektu ektu.
Ekhon amar boyesh 17, ma er boyesh 36. Amar somoboyeshi selera amar sathe meshe na. Boyoshe boro kisu bokhate sele amak dekhley ama k r ma k nie titkiri dey. Amio ma k nie notun kore vabte suru korlam. Janlam shami-strir somporko ki.
Ekhon ma k dekhley amar sorir shirshir kore. Mao amar boyesh barar sathe sathe nijeke onek gutie niese, kintu tar sorirtake gutate pareni. 5’4’’ lomba,dudher moto forsa ga er rong, vora buk, mansol sorir othocho barti kono med ney. Ma niche kokhonoy kono ontorbash pore na, tai jokhon se patla blouse ar sathe shari pore, tar vetor sorirer onek kichui amar nojor kare.
Amader khat besh boro, ma ekpashe shoy ami onno pashe. Rat ar sob kaj sesh kore ma shue prlo amio khate ese boslam. Tokhon amader elakay bidyut dhukese. Balb er alloy mar sorirtak aro rosalo lagse. Ma er protiti shasher sathe sathe jeno tar vora buk duto blouse fete ber hoye aste chaise.
Sob kisu fele amar kaj hoe daralo ma k lokkho kora. Ma kokhon gosol a dhukbe ba prokritir dake sara dibe, kingba gosol sheshe blouse sara buke shari kopor rekhe kapor shukote dibe othoba nichu hoye kaj korar somoy golar nich die dui buker majkhaner surongo, esob amar prodhan binodon hoye uthlo. Ma du ekbar amak dhoreo fello. Vishon lojja peye gelam tar poreo mone holo ma jeno emon somoy asbe dhorey niese. Se janto ekdin tar sele tar kase ese shamitto dabi korbe. Ma k khub dhukhi mone holo.
Ami hal sarlam na. Borong amar utshaho aro bere gelo. “tor ma tor bie kora bou” moner vetor theke ke jeno barbar amak sunie jasse. Edike dada khub oshustho hoye porlen. Shesh nihshash tager age amak bole gelen bongsher prodip jalie rakhar jonno. Sedin ami kisui bujini. Dadi ekdin deke nie sob bujhalen. Ami shahosh peye gelam.
Dadir kach theke kisu taka nie mar jonno notun shari blouse kine anlam. Ma dekhe obak. Ami bollam sharita pore amay dekhio. Ma amar kotha sune chokh boro kore amar dike cheye roilo.
Proshner uttor dite hote pare vebe ami tokhonkar moto kete porlam. Rate khete bose dekhlam ma notun shari porese. Amar ontor khushite vore uthlo. Dadi miti miti hasche. Ami ichche korey patla sharir sathe patla blouse kinesilam. Khaoar fake fake churi kore ma er norom shorir take dekhsilam.
Khaoa shesh kore ma bollo, notun shari ta khule rakhi. Ma paser ghore gelo shari bodlate. Amio chupi chupi pisu nilam. Ma sharir pach khule petticoat ar fita alga korlo, tarpor arekta petticoat shorirer vetor golie onnota sere dilo. Petticoat pora shesh kore blouse khule fello. Ma ar vora nogno buk dekhe amar vetore purush kepe uthlo. Mone holo doure gie japte dhori. Ma onno blousta porar somoy amay dekhe fello. Ami sore gelam.
Ma chup chap ese amar pase shue porlo. Ektu por shahosh nie ma k jiggesh korlam sharita kemon legese. Ma bollo,
–valo. Kintu amar ai boyoshe ki egulo manay?!
–keno ma tomak to sharitate khub shundor legese.
–hmm.
–tomar posondo hoyni?
–hmm.
–Tumi ki rag koreso amar upor?
–keno?
–a.. aije tomak dekhsilam.
–na.
Ami aro shahosh peye gelam. Vablam tai to ma k to ami bie-e koresi.
–abar jodi dekhi tumi rag korbe.
Ma itostoto bodh korlo.
–ekhon ghumao.
–ma, tumi uttor dile na.
–tumi valo korei jano mar shorir dekha kono seler jonno valo kaj noy.
–kintu tomay to ami bie koresi.
–tumi koroni borong eta jorpurbok hoyese.
–tumi ki bolte parbe upor-ola-k shakkhi rekhe tumi kobul boloni?
Ma osohay bodh korlo.
–amar esob valo lagse na.
–kintu amar ki hobe ma, ami ki kono dosh koresilam?
–hmmm na.
–ami ki onnay abdar koresi?
Ma onekkhon vebe…
–na.
–tahole tumi avabe gutie thako keno?
Ma rege uthlo,
–tahole ki ami tomar samne nachbo?
–rag korso keno ma. Toma k ami j khub valo bashi ta ki tumi bujho na?
–bujhi.
–tomar shorir ar premeo pore gesi ami.
Ma kede uthlo haomao kore.
–jantam ekdin erokom hobe tar agey keno amar moron holo na…
Emon obostha dekhe ami chup kore gelam. Sokale dadike khule bollam sobkisu. Tini amak valo onker taka die bollen, ja tor bouke nie kothao ghure ay. Mak bollam ghurar kotha, ma prothome na koreo raji hoye gelo. Amar mon khusite vore uthlo. Amio mar chokhe onnorokom uttejona dekhlam. Porerdin mihi suti shari pora mak nie garite uthlam. Mar usno sorirer sporshe sara poth amar lingo darie darie birzo fello. Ma bujhte parlo kina janina se amar thoray hat rekhe chap dilo.
Amra sagor ar pare ekti hotel a room vara korar jonno dhuklam. Tara amader somporko jiggesh korlo, ami bollam shami-stri. Amra dotolar shesh mathay ekta room nilam, single bed. Receptionist amader sundor somoy upovog korar asa Janalo. Ma room a dhuke jiggesh korlo, tumi amader somporker kotha avabe bolle keno? Ami bollam, tasara single bed petam na ar double bed onek dam pore jay. Amar jobabe ma sontusto hoye matha narlo. Ma bag theke shari kapor ber kore gosol korte dhuklo.
Ami bose bose ki hobe ki hote pare vabsi. Emon somoy ma bathroom theke deke bollo, baba amar blouse ta bag a ro-e gese ektu die jao. Mar nogno shorir ar kotha vebe amar buk dhorfor kore uthlo. Ami ekta blouse nie bathroom ar samne daralam. Ma tar veja ulongo shorir veja sharir achol die dheke rekhese. Tobu tar dui nogno kadh ekdom poriskar dekha jasse. Ami blouse barie dhorlam, ma o hat baralo.
Ma amar hat theke blouse neoar somoy amar hat kepe uthlo. Ma muchki hese dorja virie dilo.
Amar sorir uttejonay kepe uthlo.
Erpor amra fresh hoye baire ghurte berulam. Somudra dekhlam, onek lok, couple-e beshi. Ma kisu kenakata korlo tar ar amar jonno. Rat a hotel ar dinning a rater khabar kheye ar halka kisu khabar sathe nie room a firlam. Dujoney fresh hoye bisany boslam. Onekkhon hoye gelo keo kono kotha bolsi na. Nirobota vanglam ami,
–kemon lagse ma?
–khub valo.
Oneeek bosor por avabe moja kore ghurlam.
–amaro khub valo legese.
Emon somoy waiter ese condom die gelo. Jaoar pothe amader rat onek modhur hok bole wish kore gelo. mar forsa mukhta lojjay lal hoye gelo. Tarpor abaro onekkhon kono kotha nei.
Ami shahosh kore jiggesh korlam,
–ma, waiter ota ki rekhe gelo?
–Hmm, accha ota emni, kisu na.
–tumi jano ma bolo na doya kore.
–tumi-o to Jano bodh hoy.
–na jani na(ami jani).
–ota shami-strir miloner somoy babohar kore.
–kivabe ma?
–rakho osob kotha.
–na, boloo na.
–dustu, khub sunte icche korse amar mukh theke na! ota purusher gopon jaygay lagay.
Mar mukher eituku kotha suney amar nishas groom hoye gelo. Ami bollam,
–ma tomar sorir amay dekhabe?
–hmm, dekhabo. Onek vebe dekhlam tomar to kono dosh ney, soba-ee etake mene niese ar amio sorirer jala mitate chai.
–debe ma amak tomar shorir?
–hmm, koth-theke shuru korbo bolo? Amar kon ongota tomar sobche priyo?
Ami dhok gile bollam,
–tomar buk.
Ma muchki hese buker achol sorie dilo. Tar patla blouse ar vetor die buker oboyob, botar garo badami rong poriskar dekha jasse. Amar shorir kapse. Ma bollo,
–kapso keno baba? E sobi to tomar. Kase aso, tomar bou-er buk dhore dekho.
Ami mar samne gie boslam. Nihshasher sathe mar buker uthanama aro poriskar dekhsi. Ma amar ek hat tene tar bam buke upor bosie dilo. Mar buk shorirer onno ongser cheye gorom. Jeno vetore gorom dudh toltol korse. Ami du hat die mar dui buke hat bulate laglam.
Ma prothome Dustu dustu vab kore haschilo, pore seo chokh bondho kore aram nite laglo, kintu ami dono chokh khola rekhe amar ma-er rupsudha dekhte laglam. Blouse khule fellam ma-er. Vorat buk duto lafie unmukto hoye porlo. Amio ma-er nogno buk du hate somane tipte thaklam. Mar buk dhobdhobe forsa, batabi lebur moto gol ar vorat, dui buke majhkhane vaj sposto ar govir. Garo badami rong ar bota duto sorirer bairer dike cheye thake. Mar 36 bosor boyoshe 26 bosorer juboti meyer shorirer badhon keo har manay.
Amar hater dolay mar mai duto lal hoye uthlo. ami mar dudu mukhe nie nilam. Mar buke doodh nei, tarporo chuste khub moja. Ami mar bota chuschi ar fola buker charpase chumu dissi. 10-12 minute ma-er ston-er moja nilam kintu ermoja jeno shesh hotey chay na. ma tar dudu theke amar mukh tene nie tar thot-a bosie dilo. Mar norom komolar koa-r mot thot duto amar thote attosomorpon korlo. Joser bose mar thot a kamor die fellam, ma ufff kore uthlo.
Ami thot sere abar ma-er dui doodh nie jhapie porlam. Ma bollo,
–amar buk tomar khub valo legese mone hoy.
–haa. Duniar sobar theke tomar buk duto sundor ma.
–kivabe bujhli?
–dekhesi karo karo ta. Ma tomar buke doodh nei keno?
–baccha hole doodh ase baba. Tumi jokhon amak baccha dibe tokhon amar buke abar doodh asbe.
Ami buk chuste chuste ma k nie shue porlam. Mar komor theke sharir badhon khose porlo. Ami hat die sharita sorie dilam. Ma er petticoat ar fak die guptanger uporer ongso dekha jasse. Ma tar du pa die amar ekti pa chepe dhorlo. Ami andaj korlam ma uttejonay emon korse. Ami tokhono mar buk sarini. Tar du buker majhkhane mukh dubie tar nogno ghama sorirer gondho nisssi. Ma amar lungi uchu kore amar guptango chepe dhorlo.
Mar hater dola kheye ami birjo sere dilam. Ma hese dilo. Bollo,
–amar kochi samik dekhsi onek kisu shikhie nite hobe.
–shekhao na ma.
Ma abar amar guptange hat bulate laglo, ebar onek norom kore. Abar darie porlo seta. Ebar ami petticoat ar fita tan die khule fellem. Amar lungi mar kapor-chopor khat theke fele die mar nogno sorir ar upor jhapie porlam. Ami pagoler moto mak jorie dhore nijer sorirer sathe chipte laglam.
Amar nirlojjo lingota mar veja voday barbar pisle jassilo. Ma hat die amar lingota dhore tar guptanger mukhe bosie dilo. Seta sur sur kore vetore dhuke gelo. Ma bollo,
–nich dike thela dao baba.
–ai j ma dissi(boley thela dilam)
Soy-sat bar dhakka ditey abar birjo khose gelo. Ami lojjay mukh lukalam. Ma bollo,
–prothom prothom erokom hoy baba, pore thik hoye jabe. Achcha kemon laglo bolo.
–bole bojhate parbo na ma.
Osomvob moja.
–tomak jodi prosno kori, kon kajta tomar sobche valo lage?
–tomar sathe ea.. korte.
–ea.. abar ki poriskar kore bolo.
–ai j amra ekhon ja korlam.
–Ki chuda-chudi? bolo, “ma tomak chudte valo lage”.
–ma tomak vhudte valo lage.
–hmm, lokkhi sona. Cholo tomak gosol korie dey, chuda-chudir por gosol korte hoy.
Amra ma sele dujoney ulongo hoye bathroom a dhuklam. Ma amar sara sorire saban mekhe dilo, amio mar sara sorire saban mekhe dilam. Saban panite mar dudu duto aro mohonio lagse. Ami abar mar buk nie khela suru korlam. Ma bollo, thanda lagbe, taratari gosol shesh koro, khate gie a duto k nie ja khushi koro. Amra bathroom theke berie porlam.
Ma amar samne shari porlo, ami t-shirt r lungi porlam. Ami khate chit hoye shulam, ma amar dan pase ghese amar mathay hat bulie dite laglo. Mar buk amar kadhe chap kheye blouse fete berie porte chaise.
–ma tomar dudu khete khete ghumabo.
–ore amar baba ta ki bole..ai nao sona.(ma blouse ar botam nich theke 2ta khule dilo)
Ami mukher vetor bota nie alto kore chuste laglam.
–ma tomar mai duto amak debe?
–sudhu mai keno amar sobi to tomar januta.
–sotti!
–tomi to amar shami baba. Amar sobi tomar.
Ma petticoat uchu kore vodar pase ekti til dekhie bollo etio tomar-e baba. Ami uttejonay botay kamor bosie dilam. Ma uff kore uthlo. amar lingota abar darie gelo. Lungi soho khara hoye thaklo seta. Ma bollo, tomar lingota besh boro r mota, amader dampotto jibon valoy jabe. Ami abar ma k nangto kora suru korlam. Ma badha dilo na. amra dujoney nangto hoye gelam. Choto bachcha k jevabe buke nie ghum paray ami thik sei vabe ma k kole nie darie gelam.
Ma amar khara lingota hat die dhore tar vodar moddhe bosalo. Ami mak kole nie thapate shuru korlam. Ma bollo, amar sonar ga-e deksi onek shokti. Avabe 5 minute thapie mak khate sere dilam. Ma khate du pa uchu kore chorie chit hoye sulo. Amio khate uthe ese hatur upor vor die amar barata ghoch kore dhukie dilam. Ma k ebar adha ghonta ek nagare chude gelam. Ma er orgasm uthlo 7-8bar. Tarpor birjo fellam vodar ekdom vetore, mar gorve. Clantite elie porlam mar upor. Tarpor shash-proshash dir hoye aste amra ghumie porlam ekjon arekjoner upor. Avabe shuru holo amader shukher songsar.

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